As if on cue, there was a knock at the door. Majesty growled like the sexy beast he was, giving me chills. He wanted me right now and I wanted to serve him. But now we had people outside the front door waiting for us. Is it bad that I wanted to ignore it, strip, and let the two of them have their way with me?
Lex answered, and Elara swept in with her characteristic energy, followed by her three men.
“We brought wine!” she announced, then stopped when she saw me. “Damn, Cami. You look amazing.”
“Thank you,” I said, suddenly shy despite the bold outfit. “You look good yourself, mama.”
Elara was wearing a black bra with bling all over it, a tutu skirt, black and silver platform shoes, and her red hair seemed roaring bright tonight as if it were freshly dyed.
Her men followed her in. Tavi, with his long ponytail and the scent of aromatic smoke clinging to him, gave me a warm smile. Torin, wearing a Kangol hat that somehow worked perfectly with his outfit, nodded appreciatively. Caesar, clean-cut withshoulder-length hair worn loose and sleek, offered a hand to shake.
“It’s good to see you outside of class,” Caesar said. “You were excellent during the demonstrations.”
“Thank you.”
Dinner was lively and fun. The pizzas were perfect, the wings had just the right amount of heat, and the conversation flowed easily. Elara told stories about her restaurant that she ran out of her mansion, the challenges of coordinating four schedules, the joy of coming home to all three of her partners.
“How do you manage it?” I asked. “The coordination. Making sure everyone feels valued.”
“Communication,” Tavi said, his voice calm and measured. “Constant communication.”
“And intentionality,” Torin added. “We make sure Elara gets individual time with each of us, not just group time.”
“Plus,” Caesar said with a grin, “we genuinely like each other. That helps.”
“It does,” Elara confirmed. “If they didn’t get along, this wouldn’t work.”
I looked at Majesty and Lex, saw the easy friendship between them, and understood. That foundation made everything else possible.
After dinner, as we were clearing plates, Lex said casually, “We’re heading to the Dungeon. Anyone interested in joining?”
Elara’s eyes lit up. “We were going there after this.” She slid onto Torin’s lap and rested her feet in Tavi’s lap.
My heart rate picked up. The Dungeon. Tonight.
“Cami,” Lex said, his voice dropping into that commanding tone. “Go wait by the door. We’ll be there in a moment.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I moved to the entryway, my pulse racing. This was happening. A real scene. In the actual Dungeon.
When everyone was ready, we walked across the grounds together. I was quiet and nervous because there wasn’t a class to distract Lex and Majesty. It was just going to be us.
“We’ve got a private room,” Lex announced. “Maybe we’ll see you guys afterward.”
The guys were all chatting when Elara came over to me.
Elara squeezed my hand. “Have fun. And remember your safe words. Though by looking at those two, you’ll probably pass out in bliss before you need that.”
I smiled, hoping that she was right. Lex led me down a hallway to a room at the end. Inside was well-equipped for what seemed like everything he could need. A padded table in the center, cabinets along the walls, dim lighting that created shadows. Some kind of medical kits and a bunch of glass cups that I didn’t recognize. He closed and locked the door behind us, then turned to face me fully.
“Color?” he asked.
“Green, Sir. Is it just us?”
“It is.” He waited for me to say more and when I didn’t, he spoke again. “Would you like Majesty to join us?”
“I–Is he out there playing?” I asked honestly. Trust… I had to be brave to ask the questions I needed answers to. Then able to trust that I’d receive the truth even if it was difficult to hear.
